Gao Wu: I Rely On Lottery To Build Sects

"That's enough! Let's go first, and we'll know when we get to Wu Jizong."

As the eldest brother, Yang Feng saw that the two of them were about to quarrel again, so he hurriedly let the large army go, otherwise his ears would be unclean again.

Just like that, the large army marched in the direction of Wu Jizong.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! It's that unlucky guy who offended the Zhao family again, and now someone else has suffered!"

"Who says it's not! These bandits of the Zhao family are domineering because of the ancestors of the ninth rank, and how many families have been destroyed!"

"You said, the Zhao family dispatched so many warriors this time, the number is almost the entire army, right? Which big family is this going to attack?"

"How about we go and see?"

The discussion among the surrounding onlookers became more and more vigorous.

"Friendly reminder, if you think you've lived too long, you might as well follow up and take a look. Open your dog eyes and see who are those four old men!"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, which startled everyone.

Amidst the astonishment on everyone's face, everyone closed their mouths in panic.

Finally someone said tremblingly: "Then, that is the ancestor of the Zhao family, and 580, the ninth-level powerhouse of the Jin family!"

The people around quickly scattered and fled, even if they talked about the master, they would be beaten up, let alone the ninth-level golden body master who is superior. After all, a master cannot be humiliated, this is not just talking.

If they were not in a hurry, they would definitely have to be cleaned up.

In the Catacombs! In Lingfeng City!

"Sure enough, the monsters suddenly quieted down. It seems that they are about to prepare for a big move!"

A middle-aged man frowned and analyzed the situation of the monster.

Many high-ranking masters gather here in the main hall of the city.

"How is the situation of the new domestic cracks? At such a critical moment, there must be no other surprises!"

I saw Ge Qingtian, the principal of Shu Dao Martial Arts University, sighed and said slowly.

"Principal, the situation is not too bad. There are only three new types of cracks in our Longguo territory. It is relatively stable for the time being, and the creatures inside cannot come out for the time being.

"Ah! Just one crack in the crypt is enough for us to suffer, and now there are three more, so difficult! Difficult!"

Accompanied by Ge Qingtian's sigh, the surrounding suddenly became silent.

"Why are you so depressed? It's not that the human race was defeated!" (dbff) There was a hearty voice coming from outside the hall. It turned out to be the number one expert in the Dragon Kingdom, Li Zicheng!

"Senior Li!"

Everyone saluted one after another.

Li Zicheng waved his hand, let everyone sit down and said: "Although the situation in the cave is not very good, this is still an opportunity, a chance to completely defeat the monster."

"Although there are five demon kings among the monster beasts, and we only have two martial kings, this battle is not impossible!"

Li Zicheng took a sip of tea and continued.

"Could it be that Senior Li broke through to the ninth-order peak?"

A middle-aged man at the beginning of the ninth level shouted excitedly.

Li Zicheng shook his head and smiled wryly: "That's not true. It's as difficult as reaching the sky if you want to break through a small level in King Wu's territory, but it's not far away!"

Hearing that the No. 1 master did not break the mirror, everyone was inevitably still a little disappointed.

Lost is lost, but the plan still needs to continue to study.

As new cracks in the country opened up, the various regions began to continually build up their defenses. If the crack opens and the monsters in the cave rush out again, it will be a disaster for the residents of the city.

The pressure on the military department is increasing, but it concerns the entire Dragon Kingdom, so the military department has to unite with the major families to face it together.

But some big families are ambitious, dirty and rotten. They are all secretly planning something, but the military can only turn a blind eye and close one eye, unable to deal with it!

one day later!

"This is Wu Jizong? Isn't it great!"

Seeing such an ordinary environment, Jin Feiang couldn't help but disgusted.

"Go, let's see who is so sacred, so bold!"

After Yang Feng gave an order, everyone walked towards the foot of Qingfeng Mountain.

"Stop those who come, Wu Jizong territory, leave quickly!"

Only a few warriors with first and second ranks of cultivation appeared in front of everyone and stopped them.

Little warriors of Tier 1 and Tier 2, dare to block the way? How courageous, kill them all!"

The head of the Zhao family, Zhao Yi, ordered with a fierce face.

"Yes, Patriarch!"

I saw two fifth-rank martial masters walking towards the disciples of Wu Jizong with evil smiles, and the long swords in their hands leaked out.

"Not good, there is an enemy invasion, please notify the teachers!"

Where have all the disciples seen such a situation before, one by one fled to the top of the mountain in panic.

But as a martial artist of the first and second ranks, how can he escape the killing intent of a fifth-ranking martial artist.

Just when the long sword slashed to a disciple's forehead, a figure instantly appeared in front of him.

"Where did this brat come from? He dares to come to Wu Jizong to make trouble, and he doesn't know how to live or die!"

I saw a martial arts enlightenment teacher at the peak of the sixth level knocked away the long sword of the Zhao family with a sword, and shouted with a frown.

He sensed the aura of the people in front of him, and suddenly felt bad. Nearly a hundred warriors with five or six levels of cultivation, as well as many masters who couldn't sense the realm, quickly took out a signal bomb and fired it into the sky.

"Made, he wants to report! Go up the mountain! Kill them all!"

The Patriarch of the Zhao family, Zhao Yi, shouted angrily, ordering everyone to kill and go up the mountain.

Several seventh-rank masters got up and killed everyone in the Wuji Sect. With the sound of swords colliding, a human head rolled to the ground.

"The teacher is dead, the teacher is dead!"

The handyman disciples of the first and second ranks had never seen such a situation, and they all collapsed to the ground in fright.

Accompanied by the loud laughter, the disciples of the Wuji Sect were silent again.

"Bastard, who dares to kill my disciple of Wuji Sect."

With a roar, dozens of figures quickly rushed from the bottom of the mountain.

"Oh? There are many masters! I thought it was so dangerous! It's boring, boring, you go! I'll drink some wine, old man!"

Jin Feiang shook his head, feeling very bored, so he took out a bottle of spiritual wine from the storage bag and drank it.

When everyone in the Zhao family saw this, the grand masters above the seventh rank took out their weapons and flew forward, fighting with the deacon and chief deacon of the Wuji sect.

As the war broke out, everyone dispersed.

The range of battles above the master level began to spread more and more. In order to avoid accidental injury, everyone dispersed in a tacit understanding, each looking for a suitable opponent.

As the roar continued, Zhao Yi finally noticed something was wrong.

"Damn it, why are they so strong, patriarch, please help!"

Feeling the powerful strength of the eighth-level peak master on the opposite side, Zhao Yi wanted to support it hard. Wait for the surrounding men to defeat it, and then work together with yourself to kill the opponent.

Unexpectedly, the battle turned out to be one-sided.

Everyone in the Zhao family was killed, throwing away their helmets and armor, calling for help again and again. With blood splashing everywhere, he could only resist hard, and the arrogance just now was gone. .